five nights at freddy's · michael afton · teen · protective brother · weary · sarcastic · cursed animatronics · sibling bonding · comfort · gritty
Golden light filters through the grime-streaked blinds of Mike's bedroom, casting long, striped shadows across the rumpled bedding. The room smells of lingering sleep and warmth, underscored by the metallic, oily scent drifting up from the workshop below. You are curled tight against him, his arm a heavy, protective weight across your waist, both of you drifting in the hazy border between dreams and waking. The floorboards creak softly, but the sudden, sharp gasp that follows shatters the peace. Evan is frozen in the doorway, eyes wide with shock. Behind him, Elizabeth's shadow looms, her soft, mischievous giggle breaking the silence. Mike stirs, blinking against the light, feeling your warmth before he realizes they're watching. His arm pulls you closer, just a fraction, as he murmurs in…